Chapter 1675 Skatha Keeps Jumping

If you can't fight, run away. This is the supreme truth in my heart.

There is a saying: if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood.

In my opinion, strategic retreat is not a shameful thing. After all, we can preserve our strength and fight again in the future.

But it's obvious that a monster like the dragon cannot accept this point of view at all.

Because they are proud!

Pride is like a big white goose with a strangled neck. Unless you break its neck, you will never bow your head easily.

But similar pride, to me, is purely about saving face and suffering.

In the face of life and dignity, most of the time, I will choose the former.

The dragon's breath was quickly brewed and concentrated in the throat, ready to go.

This time, the two dwarves did not intervene, but each took a step back to give a few meters of distance.

Commander York Hancheng and his subordinates also retreated following the steps of the two dwarves.

In the process of retreating, the commander and several subordinates who were charging at the front bowed their heads with gratitude on their faces. If this was not a battlefield, they might have knelt down to express their gratitude on the spot.

Let’s leave them alone for now.

In front of the tornado that was almost the same height as himself, Skatha showed a tough attitude. As the blue light flashed wildly at his throat, an extremely violent dragon's breath spit out, hitting the tornado like a scourge. .

However, this tornado is extremely overbearing. Even if you let the dragon's breath surge and the ice shoot out, it will still press forward step by step towards Skarsa. It's just that the speed of advancement is slower, but its power has not weakened at all.

This confrontation lasted for more than two minutes in total. The huge gathered magic power could no longer support the breathing of the dragon's breath. Finally, the terrifying dragon's breath weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the slowly approaching tornado was still full of power. , like a huge mixing machine, grinding everything in its path into powder.

After all, Skatha was not a real dragon. It roared angrily, and there was a look of fear in its blue-gray pupils. It was scared.

If you ask me, if you're scared, run away. If you can't run, fly. There are only two flying adventurers on this continent from the Goblin Royal Family. One is in Moonlight City and is beyond your reach, and the other is She's just a little lolita. Apart from being faster than you, she's not as good as you in anything else.

If you really want to fly away, I'm afraid only large-scale magic and powerful arrows, or large-caliber guns enchanted with magic, can knock you down. But looking at it, no one can do any of the above.

In other words, as long as you are willing to fly, you are 80% sure that you can leave alive.

But I don’t understand, why aren’t you flying yet?

Looking helplessly at Skatha's huge wings that were constantly flapping, he murmured: "These wings are just decorations, right?"

"Such flexible wings must not be just decorations," Taylor said, "I can only say that the little guy in front of me who has just mutated into a dragon can't fly yet."

I turned around and asked, "Is it like a fledgling that has just fledged?"

Taylor shook his head and said: "It can only be said that it is a chick that has just hatched out of its shell. There is still a long way to go between it and a real dragon."

"Hey, those two dwarves turned around," Billy yelled, "I've seen them, and I even know the name of one of them, O. O. What the hell?"

"Aoli" I said angrily: "You should remember other people's names!"

Billy rolled his eyes at me and sarcastically said, "You're still talking about me. He's your friend. You didn't recognize him the first time. You're much more shameful than me."

"There's a reason why I didn't recognize them," I argued. "Their speed just now was completely beyond my visual range. The most I could tell was that they were dwarves, that's all."

"I didn't see it clearly either." Zach shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The difference in strength is really huge."

"Well, the difference is more than just a little bit." Jackson also shook his head in distress.

"What?" Yang Guo and the summoners around him suddenly exclaimed in unison, "When did there be two more dwarves on the battlefield?"

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Skasa, who was at the end of his rope, decided to face the tornado head-on after determining that he could not escape.

The huge and sharp claws continued to slap the tornado in front of it with the greatest strength and fastest speed, intending to seek a glimmer of life with a brutal attack.

The moment the fingernails came into contact with the tornado, it made a harsh sound, stirring up countless icy dust, like smoke and dust, and sprinkled the faces and bodies of the surrounding adventurers.

But this thing is different from smoke and dust. The adventurer who was sprayed even showed a brief look of comfort.

Skatha was unwilling, angry, roaring, and struggling.

The giant claw grabbed the tornado again and again, and was bounced back again and again. Each time it was bounced back, the tip of the sharp claw would be shaved off a little bit.

This little bit seems harmless at first, but if it continues like this, it won't be long before its sharp claws become completely flat and will no longer be able to pierce the opponent, but that's okay, at least it can still be crushed with a blunt surface. A deadly opponent, as long as it uses enough force.

Skatha, who once again showed a look of fear, no longer attacked the tornado, but turned his huge head and scanned everything around him with his blue-gray eyes.

It is looking for the source of the magic that creates tornadoes.

Soon, its gaze was fixed on a place not far behind us.

There, rhythmic chanting sounded constantly.

"It has found a place for sacrifice," Taylor said. "Although it is not a real dragon, it still inherits the sharp gaze unique to dragons."

Skatha roared excitedly, then opened his four thick legs and headed straight for the source of the chant at a very fast speed.

When President Aoli and President Steelhammer, who were among the York-Hancheng army, saw that something had changed, they immediately ran away and chased towards Skatha.

Although they have short legs and short steps, once they start running, their speed is several times faster than Skatha.

In less than ten breaths, the two of them had already caught up with Skatha. President Aoli and Steel Hammer were lined up on the left and right. One of them picked up the war hammer and hit Skatha's left hind foot. One of them picked up the war hammer and aimed at Skatha's right back foot to greet him.

After two muffled sounds, the ice armor on Skatha's two hind paws suddenly shattered, and even the exposed skin was cracked by the aftermath of the war hammer, spraying out several streams of ice mist.

Skatha howled miserably, raised his forelimbs, exerted his strength on his hind legs, and leaped high, trying to escape the pursuit of the two dwarves by jumping.

Obviously, its jumping method is quite effective. President Aulë and President Steelhammer are short and have short legs. They were unable to catch up with Skatha who was jumping up continuously. They could only watch helplessly as Skatha jumped up in a funny way. way, jumping towards the location of the sacrifice.